Cold 187um - Soul Searching lyrics

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Cold 187um - Soul Searching lyrics

(K.M.G.) Seems never, no hesitation for my frustration I feel the years that I'm facin', so it's here money track, I'm lacin' With that Gothic lifestyle that I'm used to, voodoo Bent back with a bag of gumby and the hindu Twelve playas, way, beyond control Lookin' for two or three bustas that done sold they soul See my name is K.M.G. (Whoop whoop), do ya know me? I think ya lightweight like your see-through homies Hold this, while I smoke this, make you focus on the pistol & the chrome And the homie fly as, California born We shake down, at the Calabasas home And when we throw a gathering, ohh baby it's on See we, shake off the bustas, we got the cops checkin' Come down on imitators with they fake jail records Yea, we use our method, our soul searching method And when we on the block after dark you might catch it Disrespected? Never that. Cali West Coast bellin' Check out all my homies with they colors (Blue and red, much love) Mi amigos, I got my homies daring ya Moody lifestyle mid from the Bay Area We like anderson, come ask for free Soul searching with that n***a K.M.G, (K.M.G.) Soul searching with that n***a K.M.G. homie, (K.M.G.) You don't wanna f** with me... (Chorus X4) Why can't you see the light? (Yukmouth) n***a, I was raised in a house full of dope fiends Admiring ballers who sold cream, my street dream Like Nas, mansion and four car garage Keep trust in God with mob n***as in my enterouge You see that's why could be for broads I learned that from my pops when we used to mob the eldora-do Through the muthaf**in' projects, I guess it's in my blood Sometimes it seems like I'm next, to be a thug And end up selling d** like my father Or like my partner on the block, n***a, when I holler, squattin impalas Slanging rocks, man, it don't stop Keeping the Glock up in the cut cuz n***as know I, get sho' stopped For yo bread, n***as drop dead, of hot lead "Shot him up" that's what the cops said, a code red Call the muthaf**in ambulance Could've ran but then again he never had a chance For soul chasing... (Chorus X4)

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